“What happened here?” Johnny asked then, distracting me from my ogling as he stalked over to where I was standing and stroked his thumb across my cheek. Confused and frazzled, I let out a shaky breath and looked up at him. “Huh?” “You have a red mark,” Johnny mumbled, frowning down at me. “I didn’t notice it earlier.” My brows rose up. “I do?” He nodded, blue eyes locked on mine. “Yes, Shannon, you do.”
